Painted Prelude
There i stood on the vast silence
Watching the setting circle beyond the horizon
And looks down, seeing myself
With reddish eyes and a pool of rushing tears
Crippling and creating beams of ripples,
Flustering the image
Feeling like I'm transient to the world
Thus, like to imbibe all guilt and loneliness
So ambience may suffice a fetish for living
That may pastiche a succinct overview
And rise again in a scintillating way;
Looks up at the sky tavern and then turns around
Taking a scrupulous attention,
Leaving atrocious emotions
While taking an accolade brevity to myself
Took a clandestine peek over something from the clouds
Smiles silently, shut the eyelids down and
Strive with perfect aplomb...
© 2020 DawnToDusk
Comments
DawnToDusk (author) from Philippines on August 26, 2020:
Thank you
Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on August 26, 2020:
Well composed. Keep up your good work and contribute more in hubpages. All the best.